like the way I look, you like what's in

a boy from Detroit, he was coolHe was tough

know where I'm going, but I know I'm always

Kesha & Big oh, oh, ohLet's 1: Kesha

goin' down, I'm yellin' timberYou better move, you better

I hit ya later? 'Cause this my jamRollin' in

hard, hard, hard...Tonight we’re going hard...We are who we areWe’re

am in loveWith what we areNot what we should

today, classThe topic of the (Boys), pretend they're men

was a full moon, you got up in my

never gonna be your side, bitchI'm riding shotgun, you're

about to fly awayI'm about to flyI'm about to fly

the consequence of overloading on the truth?Everything stops and

will you not just tell me you want me, biatch?

the Champs-ÉlyséesI just wanna get, get, get in, with,

(Oh, oh)Zy-zy-zy-zy-zy-zy-zy-zy-zy-zy-zy-zy-zy (Oh, oh)Zy-zy-zy-zy-zy-zy-zy-zy-zy-zy-zy-zy-zy (Oh, oh)(Motherfucker check your phone)(I want

I've been baptizedBeen bathing in the moonlightI surrender, so

you leanin' against that old record machineSaw the name

don't wanna be changed like it changed meYou don't wanna

first met at the dive spot around the cornerIt